A friend once said told me,

“Youth unemployment is such a thorny issue,

handled by pricks and cowards tip toeing around the matter like it is pins and needles.

We’re left out and forgotten in the cold;

we’ll get back in the fold to embarrass like white shirts and chilled nipples”

He went on to recite…


With our mouths dry and palms sweaty,

Tea time could be anytime,

And boys are we ready?!

We’re not fasting sir; just hungry.

We’re not after only the money,

But that’d be a great start.

And we’re not blowing hot air,

That’d make our words farts like arse,

And make this struggle of us a farce…

Go ahead; ridicule our dreams as silly riddles

Silly how you could end up in a pickle

What you stand to lose could be like a muddy plot – watch it thicken

The outcome for your family – disastrous

Us, ‘the bad guys’ victorious

And there are so many,

It will take a second big bang to get rid of us.

Jail, pain and death all tired of us,

Yes, life’s toys-r-us

You’ll stand against us only to fall like a girl’s bust

We keep stomping along time like it’s month March.

We don’t want much or need much

Good education would help much, and cost little.

A safe environment and opportunity to let the pennies trickle.

When the youth yell JOBS corporates scream UNEMPLOYABLE

Misery of millions summed up as UNENJOYABLE..

Truth be told, not many I would give a job;

They would blow it.

Scatterbrains aplenty like scarecrows guarding cobs.

I still say, ‘Don’t sob, it’s not your fault’

Billions to improve our lives kept locked in a vault

Can’t see how prudency will help when the masses revolt

We need to change the system and not revolve around the vote


Campaign for change

What’s that old saying? Bullshit talks, money walks?
Not at all? Then what are the politicians selling on my box?
Every man with cash is taking 2 steps back
Banks with rotten stocks are having it str8 up the ass
Analysts are mumbling crap; they might as well be taking thru the rectum crack
Well, I’m so impressed
Stock prices plummeting
Cost of living is rocketing
Every rapper campaigning for Obama; what is happening?
Xhosa-nostra losing?
Civil war brewing
Not in a million years but we are observing fat men looting
Out there in the street,
Out there in the corporate,
Brothers grafting to the bone in institutions of the state.
Many of us bitter cos they live in estates
We’re the ones who sweat the hardest; Lord clearly there’s a mistake?!
Negro please!
You can’t even draw a pie chart so how are you expecting to get a piece of that cake?
Poverty’s not a mind state for many in the ‘Free State’ and it’s reality that we should not tolerate
We thot we were free when we freed the politicians
Where are they now? Popping corks pretending to be Europeans
And where the hell are we,
Drinking, sobering and then bitching?
And bcos we’re not rioting they assume we are content
Let’s put them all to the test
Show that the vote is not certain but a real contest.
You know how they say, money talks and bullshit walks?
It’s time for the bullshit to speak – with a cross in a box
Put the anger in the ballot, let’s speak with our vote
Reclaim activism, resuscitate hope
Sweat hard like peasants and dream of lives as kings
Invest our peanuts and we can live those dreams.

At the back of mind
I’m plotting, “how the hell will I recapitalise this broke ass of mine?”
Dirty rural kids dream of living in a shack, working in a mine
Dirty city kids dream of living in house but know there’s nada for them in the mines!
I klap on my shades like a horse with the blinds
Trying to block out the misery in this hood of mine
Fix up the tie, off to Corporation X
No, I’m not the best but I passed the tests
Don’t come with that stress,
Lay that talk to rest
Let’s work hard to make this land the best
Invest thru the vote
Give our kid sisters hope,
Knowledge and direction for without they’re screwed from conception
Brawl til we fall to get them the relevant education
Rather they contribute to our pensions then the centres of detention.
Wise girl said “you’re from smart but misdirecting your energy”
Said as alumni we should give cash and time to our varsities,
Communities and charities
Made me realise the gift of giving is a rarity
Celebrating is fulfilling but self-centred in its gravity
Let’s fight this poverty, thuggery, despondency
Let’s fight with our actions,
Let’s fight with our brains.
Or watch them fly off to the UK, i.e. down The Drain